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[Music: D.Gildenlow] ' |
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The white man, he comes and goes. |
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He can go. ... |
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But that's our homeland for thousands of years. |
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That's our home, and we will never leave. |
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No matter how contaminated it gets. |
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We live there! |
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We have always lived there and we will always live there.' |
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This is our home - our roots go deep |
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Where our ancestors sleep |
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This is the land we've nursed for countless aeons |
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But never ours to keep |
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My tribe is crying - our land is dying |
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But we can't leave - this is our home |
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We can't let our past go... |
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We're left with your legacy |
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Wide awake, deep at our roots |
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While you move on exploiting |
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We'll sing lullabies for half a million years |
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When my son asks why, what will |
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I reply? But we can't leave - this is our home |
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We can't let our past go... [Hallgren] [Hermansson] [D. Gildenlow] |
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But we can't leave - this is our home! |
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If you like concrete alone |
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Then don't make your high lives depend |
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On that past that you let go... [III: Karachay] |